Bride Fayo

Okay so Imma go to bed but I will be around tomorrow hopefully~ maybe if I can actually think lol. I will have some more open starters open for y’all!! Anyone can reply (: night~

                                                                 I can feel the
                                                   
D  A  R  K  N  E  S  S
                                                                      coming
                                                                      And I’m 
                                                         
A  F  R  A  I  D
                                                                     of myself

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hismascot:

king-of-confections:

0-25: It’s okay

26-50: It’s good

51-75: Great!

76-100: Awesome!!!!

(OOC: I really need to improve at this, so be honest. I can take it.)

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bloodiedforest:

Once given the tea, his slender fingers encircle it, feeling the warmth and taking in the scent of the flavor.  His eyes close for just a moment as he relishes the feeling.  But when she mentions him, he gazes at her and gives a gentle smile.  

"You’re curious of me?"  He parrots.  "Is that so?  Well, young one, I am, mostly, an open book.  Do ask, but ask it with your lips instead of your head, hmm?"  His tone is playful when he says it, and he gives a soft tap of his first two fingers on his forehead to illustrate his point.  "Ask away."  He leans back into the chair, letting the tea steep before sugar or cream is added. 

"Why are you here?" Bride asked raising an eyebrow. "I do not understand why you are even making an effort to sit there and talk to me." She said crossing her arms over her chest and leaningagainst the counter. Her eyes never left his as she watched him more now tever. "As for my mind powers.. I have no curiousity with what is in your head." She shrugged licking her lips lightly.

(Source: damnedforalleternity)

bloodiedforest:

He notices the lack of answer.  Maybe she didn’t want to speak on it.  that was fine, he’d let it die if she so wanted it to.  

"Ah, Earl Grey would be fine, thank you.  Cream and sugar too please.  If you have it of course."  He follows her into the kitchen where he takes a seat at her table, watching her move.  What she lacked in grace of her movements, she made up with in the confidence she put forth.  He smiles, taking a look about the room.  "Have you been here long?"

Bride smiled a bit and looked over at him. “Here? In this place? No.” She said shaking her head and grabbing the sugar and cream. Bride’s footsteps were silent and she was rather graceful with her fluid movements of being an assassin. She wasn’t a soldier who went stomping about, no she was a trained killer, one of the best. “I am rather curious about you though… my story isn’t much to tell.” She said glancing in his direction.

(Source: damnedforalleternity)

damnedforalleternity:

"24 but the face of an 18 year old." She smirked stretching a bit. "Not that old in years but older in experiences then anything." She shrugged and took in a drag. "I have booze too if you want." She said adjusting herself and walking to the kitchen. Booze and…

"I do." Bride nodded as she pulle out her tea pot and filled it with water. "Any kind you want?" She asked ignoring his question about her experiences. She had her fair share of them and they made her old as time. She had seen things that humans only could ever dream about. The horrors and the blood she had shed and done would scare anyone from her presence and she knew this.

damnedforalleternity:

Bride watched the man for a long time before relaxing a little bit but not accepting him at least not yet. “I am Bride Fayo.” She said in a soft tone and she pulle out a cigarette. “You want one?” She offered raising an eyebrow at the man.

"How old are you?" Bride…

"24 but the face of an 18 year old." She smirked stretching a bit. "Not that old in years but older in experiences then anything." She shrugged and took in a drag. "I have booze too if you want." She said adjusting herself and walking to the kitchen. Booze and cigarettes were Bride’s weakness. She enjoyed the burn of the booze and humans had to worry about poisoning and other things but not her

damnedforalleternity:

Bride’s breath was shallow and her heart felt heavy inside of her chest. She had been invited, yet again, to the Salvatore Mansion for God only knows why. She stared up at the beautiful door and slowly raised her hand to know on it but she hesitated. She hadn’t seen the…

Bride pursed her lips and shrugged. “Back from London.” She said flatly. She looke a the bottle in his hand and raised an eyebrow. “Something happen?” She asked pushing past him and walking Ito the grand place. “Hasn’t changed all that much…” She breathed taking in the familiar smell.

damnedforalleternity:

Bride didn’t move towards him and not did she give him her hand. “Weird name.” She commented, however she was interested in his looks. Her icy blue eyes trailed his face and down his body as if she was sizing him up.
"Why are you here again? I mean I understand the…

Bride watched the man for a long time before relaxing a little bit but not accepting him at least not yet. “I am Bride Fayo.” She said in a soft tone and she pulle out a cigarette. “You want one?” She offered raising an eyebrow at the man.

"How old are you?" Bride asked lighting her thumb on fire and lighting the fag. Her English accent clung to her words as she spoke to him.

damnedforalleternity:

Bride raised an eyebrow and casually gave a small nod watching him. “I do need to change.” She said as she walked into the closet and shut the door. ‘Oh it’s no big deal.. I’m just talking to a cat.. in my head' Bride thought shaking her head as she grabbed some…

Bride didn’t move towards him and not did she give him her hand. “Weird name.” She commented, however she was interested in his looks. Her icy blue eyes trailed his face and down his body as if she was sizing him up.
"Why are you here again? I mean I understand the whole ‘this led me here…’ But in all honesty, I do not trust you for a minute."
Bride was a mind reader, a powerful one at that. She could read minds up to about 4 miles away which was rather impressive and she could sit in a room and hear everyone’s mind and remember everything that was said. It is what her former employers did to her that gave her that powerful power and her ability to control fire.

She had seen plenty of men such as the one that stood before her and it made her be in edge.

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